Immortal Beloved..." LXV...
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A shortie...
PG-13
Disclaimer: No, Joss, no...I make no claims, put that thing down! It's all yours and ME's...
Spoilers for Angel to the bitter end...Flee at once!...
Summary: Various outcomes following "Girl In Question" and /or "Not Fade Away" on Angel...
Ok, I lied about stopping at 50...But me poor ole mum would just say, "so long as I like it, it's ok..."
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Rome...Plaza outside Buffy and Dawn's apartment building...Evening...
A feeble groan is heard as Buffy and William continue an argument which has clearly been going on for a while...
"The Immortal was plottin' my downfall and enslavement and you were sittin' on yer ass...!"
"Oh, right...I was supposed to 'telepathically' sense that you were waiting for me to come to Rome and 'save' you from the clutches of the fiendish Immortal..."
"That was the scenario!...And if you really loved me!!..."
"Save you?!...You expected me to believe that you, Buffy Summers...Greatest Slayer of all Time...Needed to be rescued from the likes of this..." he stomped the prostrate body of the Immortal beneath them yet again...Eliciting a faint whimpering cry...
"Andy said you came to Rome to check on me!...How could you not stay and finish the job?!...You actually thought I liked..." A hard stomp by her now, a faint plea for the mercy of a quick staking from below... "...this phony aristocratic piece of..." Another grinding stomp... Ahhhhhh!....Oh, by the gods just let me dust!!!...Take pity on me, brother!... "With his Angelus...'Oh, I seek redemption through your pure soul's compassion' routine?...You just come, talk to Andy...And vamoose?!!...That's the way you check on the love of your existence?!...Hell, you may as well start a brood!...Angel-boy!..."
Now that is below the belt...he fumed...Grinding hard in his rage...Ahhhh...mommie... ohhhhhhh......
"And as for checking on the 'love of my existence'...Considering you never even had Willow try to reach me..."
Uh...She shifts position, heel landing solidly into one of the few sensitive areas yet untouched...Yeeowwwww!.... Wait...Yeah... "I did...Will...I swear I did, back in May...She said Osiris wouldn't speak to her after some scene she made over Tara..."
"Seance?..."
Uh...Well... "Willow and Giles didn't think it was a good idea..."
Right...he sighed...Frowning at her...Since when did she follow their advice...?
"Alright..." she sighed... "I shoulda...Whatever they said...I'm sorry William...I shoulda...But with you gone, I had to get on with life..."
Death...Please...Oh, merci...ful God in...Heaven...A groan...
"Great...Hope you wasted no time mourning me..."
"Did you race to Rome the minute you went solid, like you shoulda?!...And you weren't the one who resurrected me!"
"Did I leave Dawn alone after you died and go off to find love?...Did I?...No, I hung around, tried to please your soul by protecting her and your band of morons, and to see what Red came up with..."
Really?...Buffy beamed...Aw, Will...As quickly followed by a guilty look...Ummn...
"I nearly slid into Hell at Angel's...And I don't mean figuratively..." What?...she stared...
"But hey, what did you care?...You had to get on with your life...Hook up with Studily the Latest here..."
"I didn't know...Why didn't Angel call me about this?..." He gave her a hard stare...Moving back a step...Mmmpf...the Immortal tried to gasp a curse as the boot slammed into his open mouth...Why do you think he didn't call?...Will's look saying...
"I'll kill him!...That pointy-haired, bloody stupid rat!..." she fumed... "Oh, please..." he shook his head... "Now it's a big deal?...C'mon...The simple fact is girl, you didn't give a damn what had happened to me...You didn't need me anymore and that's that..."
"Will!...That's not..."
He stepped off the whimpering body...And jerked what was left to its feet in a sudden move... "Here...He's all yours..." He tossed the groaning, quivering form at her... No, please, no...a faint whisper...Death, please...
Don't leave me with her again...
"Don't think he'll give you too much trouble now..." he turned and stalked off...
"William Soames Walthrop!...You come back here!..." she threw the Immortal to the ground, hurrying after...
"Damnit, girl..." he whirled round as she caught up to him... "Damnit, yourself!..." she grabbed at him... "You're right...I shoulda stayed, clubbed you one and dragged you out, or leaped off that crater...I didn't...I'm sorry!..."
"But I love you, Will...Let me try and prove it...Please..."
For the rest of my life...she pleaded... "Please...Darling..."
"How the hell did you know my name?..."
Hah...She grinned... "I didn't forget you, babe...I looked you up in the Council archives Giles reconstructed...Along with a search of the universities of the day..."
For your memorial plaque...she smiled...Really?...he beamed...The Immortal slowly dragging himself across the plaza to a puddle...
A dog trotting in for a drink sniffed at him...Nice...Do...he began...Ahhhhhhhhhhhh...As the dog tore in and ate several vital organs...
"You really did get me a plaque?..." "What, am I a liar, now?"... "I didn't mean that...Well, where...?" "Just outside London...Same place as where your mom's is...The one Spike bought after...You know..."
We could go and see it...Honey?...she eyed him...They turned to see the dog dragging the remains across the plaza...The still functional parts vaguely writhing in agony...
"Geesh, for all the build-up, he sure wasn't much..." she noted...
"But good in the sack, huh?...Darla and Dru certainly thought so..." "Jesus, William!..." she glared... "I tole you I was just trying to get you to come...Some romantic you are...Wimp for love!!..."
"Look who's talkin'!...Miss 'Get-on-With-Life-Not-Even-a-Seance-For-Her-so-called- Beloved'...!!"
"But a plaque..." she slyly grinned... He stopped and smiled back...Ok...
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